Eyebrow twitching.
He had a nice figure, he would be lying if he said otherwise.
"You aren't alone, so is there a reason why you're bare right now?"
He looked anywhere π£πΆπ΅ at him. Anything else and his underwear would snap for the umpteenth time.
"I tend to stay bare when I am alone, yes."
Closing his eyes and folding his arms. He only just noticed, having focused on his face for the most part.
Now, unfortunately, he was starting to get hard once again.
That would be a hassle when sparring.
He's tried it once. It continuously distracts his students, many times they've gotten slapped in the face by it while flaccid.
It was a rather lackluster... everything. Yvain was a smart man, there was no doubt about it. But when it came to that fight?
He folded at the first blow to his gut...
Disappointing, but the payoff was worth it
"That's it, who's a good puppy?"
A leash in hand. Humiliating hm?
β @IMYOURMAST3R
Blast his lack of inhibitionβ¦!
First it waa civil discussion of ancient techniquesβthen into an argument until it blew up into a full on fightβ¦!
β¦He lost. And now he had to listen to the bearβs command and..
βAβ¦Arfarfβ!β
β¦grovel like a mutt.